Pirates Start By Slashing Ace

Rain Banquet Casino, a remote secret room.

Six Paths figures, gathered around the long table.

These are the top killers of the baroque work club, and they are also trump cards.

Such gatherings are rare in normal times.

"MR1 is back. It seems that the gold in the sky has been successfully captured."

Mr3, who had a candle on his head, looked up at the person who came in, and drank the coffee in his hand proudly.

"However, you seem to have spent a little time this time..."

"Really?" Dazbone glanced indifferently.

"Are you eyeing my position? I don't mind killing you!"

The Baroque Society is indeed an organization.

However, in private, they all contacted by aliases.

At the same time, there is only one law of promotion. Unless the person at the front dies, the person behind will never be promoted.

And the way to die, you can also use your own hands.

"Okay, now is not the time to argue."

Sitting on the chair next to the first place, Nico Robin picked up the brim of his hat and said.

"It's enough to complete the task. I gathered you this time to introduce you to the people behind the Baroque Work Club."

hum!

In the secret room, the wind and sand suddenly rolled up.

Soon on the first seat, a figure with a big back, wearing pure gold earrings, smoking a cigar, and a golden hook in his left hand condensed.

"Shichibukai, Sand Crocodile?"

The teacup in Mr3's hand shook for a moment, and soon returned to calm.

In fact, for a long time, their secret base, located in this rain banquet, has already guessed the identity of the boss behind the scenes.

Looking at this figure, it was the same as what they had guessed, but it was a little joyful.

"Okay, it looks like I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

Crocodile, smoking a cigar, said.

"Mr1, you worked hard."

"However, looking at you, it seems like you have something to say."

Dazboni went straight, sat down in his own seat, and folded his arms around his chest.

"Just now, when they robbed the gold in the sky, the king's army voluntarily gave them up. I'm worried about fraud."

Along the way, Dazboni had a feeling as if he was being stared at.

It seems that there are a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at him.

It's just that no matter how he counter-investigates, he uses other eyeliners to monitor whether there is a tail.

Unfortunately, still no clues have been found.

"Are you worried that someone will follow you?"

Crocodile sneered.

"Don't worry, in this kingdom, those who dare to play these little tricks, I have let Mr5 and Valentine deal with them."

"This time, let you gather because someone has infiltrated the Baroque work club."

"Now that the gold in the sky has fallen into our hands, we should also speed up the plan to destroy Alabasta."

The rolling words echoed in the secret room.

As one of the Shichibukai, Crocodile chose to lurk in the first half of the Grand Line, all about Pluton in the historical text.

With this thing, Crocodile will be able to reinvigorate himself and go to Whitebeard to be ashamed.

However, when his eyes landed on the ninth chair, his pupils shrank suddenly.

This one, with his back to his chair, seems to have appeared, the ninth person who shouldn't exist.

Crocodile's expression changed, obviously making everyone's nerves shaken.

When they saw the situation clearly, their faces could not help changing.

Mr5, and Valentine, are sent to hunt down traitors.

These two positions should be left empty.

Now suddenly there is a figure that should not exist.

It would subvert their cognition.

Most importantly, even Crocodile had no idea how this stranger got in. In the face of this uninvited guest, at the same time, there was the talk that involved planning just now.

Crocodile's face suddenly darkened to Ultimate.

"who!"

boom!

The mad sand filled the air, and Crocodile burst out with a terrifying air force, which instantly locked onto the ninth person.

Deep in his eyes, murderous intent was revealed.

The conversation just now involved his lurking Alabasta and the hard work he had prepared for many years.

Now everything has been eavesdropped on by this ninth person who shouldn't exist.

Then the person in front of him must die!

hum!

Yellow sand swept the entire secret room in an instant.

The next moment, he quickly condensed into Crocodile's figure behind the ninth chair with his back to him.

"Desert Sword!"

The yellow sand gathered into a huge treasured sword and slashed towards the ninth person.

Seeing this scene, MR3 and other officials suddenly laughed.

Shichibukai's attack was really powerful.

boom!

The sound of metal crashing suddenly sounded.

The treasured sword gathered by the yellow sand instantly slashed at the ninth person.

The chair snapped in two.

Unfortunately, the moment the incomparable slash fell on the ninth person, it was like a slash on steel, and it stopped abruptly.

The strange scene made the pupils of everyone in the field shrink suddenly, even Crocodile was no exception.

"Plundering the gold in the sky, plotting the kingdom, intending to kill the Admiral of Headquarters, several crimes, I can kill you!"

Bai Yu gave a bloodthirsty smile, and put away the video phone bug in his hand.

Looking at Crocodile behind him, the demon sword Murasame around his waist was instantly unsheathed.

Boom!

With a single knife, under the golden light blooming, he slashed towards Crocodile head-on.

The ten-meter-long sword gang instantly filled the entire secret room.

Crocodile's face changed dramatically, and the golden hook in his hand was thrown out once again.

Desert Sword!

Boom!

The blast of air, mixed with yellow sand, swept the entire secret room.

Nico Robin and others who were in it instantly felt a sense of suffocation, and they all pulled away and retreated.

However, a pair of eyes were locked in the battlefield, and they did not dare to relax.

Faced with a person who can easily take Shichibukai's angry ultimate move while sitting unscathed.

They believe that this is definitely not an easy one.

However, before they could react, Bai Yu, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, broke through the sand in an instant.

One step ahead, in front of Crocodile.

The demon sword Murakami held in his hand slashed head-on with the posture of Wan Jun.

Crocodile's face changed dramatically.

Before I could think about it, I quickly transformed it into elements and upgraded it to Ultimate.

This little devil in front of him has the means, but completely subverted his cognition.

Pfft!

There was a flash of blood, and Crocodile was stunned.

An excruciating tingling sensation swept through the body.

A ferocious bloody mouth quickly spread from the shoulder to the abdomen.

Boom!

The huge impact force directly threw him out.

One head smashed the wall behind him.

"Ding, congratulations Host, the character template unlocking progress has reached 35%..."